All About the Eights

Lyrics by Ross RubinSung to the tune of “All About That Bass” by Meghan Trainor

You know I’m all about the eights, ’bout the eights, no sevens.
I’m all about the eights, ’bout the eights, no sevens.
I’m all about the eights, ’bout the eights, no sevens.
I’m all about the eights, ’bout the eights.

If you don’t aim high, go get a one or two.
Maybe a three or four is large enough for you.
And if you go past five, you get a fix.
All the right curves but only a six.

A Fibonacci number and perfect power? True.
Spheric number divisors number the cube of two.
It’s got the hourglass the boys adore
And there’s nothin’ square about it ‘til you get to 64.

Yeah, my mama, she counted the pawns on a chess match side
And if the last three digits add to eight then eight will divide.
Some folks say they like eight and they lie. Those are two-faced people.
But if you’ve got eight faces, you’re solid and octahedral.

Because you know I’m all about the eights, ’bout the eights, no sevens.
I’m all about the eights, ’bout the eights, no sevens.
I’m all about the eights, ’bout the eights, no sevens.
I’m all about the eights, ’bout the eights.

Oh, eight will do you right
If you have bits and want to reach a byte.
Arachnids scare at night
But our sun supports eight planets. (Sorry, Pluto. Let’s not fight.)

Yeah my Magic 8 Ball said “Yes, definitely” that time
When I said eight’s the first number not semiprime nor prime.
There are eight notes in every octave that’s in this song.
So if you’re not into that then, baby, you’re octa-gone.

Because you know I’m all about the eights, ’bout the eights, no sevens.
I’m all about the eights, ’bout the eights, no sevens.
I’m all about the eights, ’bout the eights, no sevens.
I’m all about the eights, ’bout the eights.